JACK LONDON
Jack London
Jack London was a 19th century American author and
journalist, best known for the adventure novels White Fang and The Call of the
Wild.
Jack London was born John Griffith Chaney on January
12, 1876, in San Francisco, California. After working in the Klondike, London
returned home and began publishing stories. His novels, including The
Call of the Wild, White Fang and Martin Eden,
placed London among the most popular American authors of his time. London, who
was also a journalist and an outspoken socialist, died in 1916.
His life as a writer essentially began in 1893. That
year he had weathered a harrowing sealing voyage, one in which a typhoon had
nearly taken out London and his crew. The 17-year-old adventurer had made it
home and regaled his mother with his tales of what had happened to him. When
she saw an announcement in one of the local papers for a writing contest, she
pushed her son to write down and submit his story.
WHITE FANG SUMMARY
We begin with hapless mushers Bill and Henry, taking a
dead man in a coffin to civilization by means of dog sled. A pack of hungry
wolves follows them, led by a reddish she-wolf who lures the dogs away with
promises of sweet lovin' before the rest of her pack devours them. She gets the
whole sled team, and the pack eventually takes down Bill, but Hank holds on
long enough to be rescued (thanks to his mastery of Burning Pine Cone Fu).
We then switch gears to follow the wolf pack, which
breaks up after a lot of high-fives and "jobs well done." The
she-wolf travels with three male "suitors," who eventually kill each
other off in an effort to become her squeeze. Only the oldest and sneakiest
wolf, named One Eye, survives, earning him the right to, um, have a sleepover
with the she-wolf.
Sometime later, puppies are born. The strongest of
them survives famine, the departure of his father and a seriously scary weasel
to start learning the ways of the Wild. Then his mom pulls a nasty trick on him
by heading to a Native American camp where she used to be domesticated. The
tribe takes both her and the puppy in. No more free frolicking for the pup.
A man named Grey Beaver dubs the puppy White Fang, but
a cool handle doesn't make his life any easier. Other dogs, especially one
named Lip-lip, give him all kinds of grief, and while Grey Beaver is a fair
master, he doesn't share the love a whole lot. White Fang grows up as an
outcast, since the other dogs smell wolf on him and hate it. He compensates by
being mean, tricky, and oh so smart.
Life is tough but fair in the camp, and White Fang
takes several trips with his master as the head of his dog team. Every time he
leaves, he fights with the other dogs he meets. A man named Beauty Smith sees
him in action and decides to turn him into a fighting dog. He plies Grey Beaver
with whiskey, then takes White Fang off to twist him to his evil will. The
twisting goes well: White Fang turns into a crazy, hate-filled beast, perfectly
happy to kill any dog in the ring for laughs. Beauty collects a tasty profit
along the way.
White Fang eventually gets so good at fighting that no
one will face him… until the first bulldog arrives in the Territory. The two
throw down in the ring, and the bulldog patiently wears White Fang down before
clamping onto his throat. Seeing he's about to lose, Beauty starts beating
White Fang. But then a miracle occurs—nice guy comes to the rescue. After
slapping Beauty around like a rented mule, Weedon Scott pries the bulldog's
jaws loose and takes White Fang to safety.
At first it seems like
White Fang can't be rehabilitated, but Scott wields the mighty power of a
scratch behind the ears and succeeds in taming the wolf. White Fang knows love
for the first time and decides to do everything in his power to protect his new
master. He even follows Scott home to California, where Scott's wary family
eventually takes him in. He woos the local sheep dog, spawns a litter of
puppies, and kills the escaped convict who shows up to kill Scott's judge
father. That last bit turns out less than awesome when the convict pumps White
Fang full of lead. But being the tough ex-wild-thing that he is, he pulls
through in order to enjoy a nice snooze with the puppies in the sun.
Comentarios
Publicar un comentario